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hellisharchive · 5 days

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・﹒・ i am a god, now bow

Summary: Adam was an angel that you've come to hate, from his attitude to the fact that you're privy to knowing about the exterminations led by him, you never liked him. He wasn't ignorant to this hatred, and wanted you to know just how much you should be praising him instead.

Warnings: 18+, degradation, blowjob (m receiving), dacryphilia, dub-con, hair pulling

Pairing: Adam x GN!reader

Notes: Again I literally dont know wtf im doing with smut yet i continue to write it. Not beta read as always forgive any mistakes

Heaven was perfect, when was it not? Every second was full of happiness and joy and beauty. Well, it was when Adam wasn't around. He was the bane of your existence and made every second of him being around pure Hell. He was arrogant, cocky, and always liked making an ass out of you. Every interaction with him was insufferable. You don't make your hatred outwardly known to him- but you do act snarky on purpose and deflect his attitude right back. He needs to be put in his place.

He normally talks to you on the promenade since you actively try to avoid him everywhere else, you know he does this on purpose. He just loves talking to you every chance he gets, always here with a Lute usually slurping loudly on whatever drink he has that day. That also pissed you off. You would avoid this part of Heaven if you could, but Saint Peter was your friend so it was easier just to hang around here for when he takes breaks. He knows about your disdain for Adam and usually tries to calm you down. It usually works, but some days it doesn't. Today was that day.

"Peter, I just can't stand him! He's such an ass and I swear he always tries to makes me as pissed off as possible!" You groaned as you felt his hand gently rub your back, being careful to mind your wings, as he knew talking would just interrupt your venting.

"I don't know why he's and asshole! Like sure he's the first man ever created. Cool I guess? No reason to be so arrogant ugh! Yesterday he literally told me that-" before you could tell your friend what bullshit Adam said, the man himself made himself known.

"Told you what? That I got a big dick?" He smirked as he approached, how long was he there for? You froze and stared at him for a second before regaining your composure and taking a deep breath.

"Fuck no, go away asshole before I make you" You scoffed and looked over at Peter who looked so nervous that he wanted to fly away. You felt bad because you didn't want him to be involved with all of this. "Come on Peter, let's-" You aimed to grab his arm to pull him away, but a hand wrapped around yours first, and it wasn't Peter's. Turning, you saw Adam gripping your wirst with a smirk on his face and he started to pull you in his direction.

"Hey! Let go of me asshole!" You struggled against him, but due to his size and strength, he was successfully dragging you before opening up a portal and throwing you in. You had no time to fight back as you hit something soft, looking around in disbelief, you were on a bed. Were you in his bedroom? Looking ahead, you watched as he walked through the yellow portal and closing it once he was fully inside.

"Nah, you need to learn your place, bitch. Now start undressing, or do you want me to do it?" You just stared at him in shock, eyes wide as you quickly shuffled to the other side of the bed, hitting the headboard too soon. He ripped off his mask, revealing short brown hair, and his smirk seemed even more imposing as he snapped off his robes to be only in his underwear. You didn't want to, but if he can do that, then you might as well retain some dignity and do it yourself.

"Fine! Fine! I will" You knew he was going to fuck you, you knew how he was, but for some reason you couldn't say no. Why couldn't you? You hated him, yet you're taking this treatment. Yet you couldn't deny that some weird part of you liked this, why did you like this? Gulping, you watched as he stared at you hungerly while you took your shirt off- being careful to mind your wings- and then your pants. As soon as you were just in your underwear, he pounced on you, caging you in with nowhere to go.

"You know you can always say no, back out now and we can forget all of this, I won't be upset" He leaned close and whispered in your ear before pulling back and hovering just a few inches away from your face. Your heart beat faster and you stared at him with a bated breath. He was giving you an out? He was giving you and out.

"Fuck it" You mumbled before grabbing his neck and pulling him in for a kiss, smashing against his lips, he happily returned the passion. It didn't last last, however, as he pushed off of you and stood up.

"On your knees" Only in your underwear, you obeyed him despite the nagging feeling of embarrassement. Nobody has ever told you to do that much less you complying without argument. But you did anyways, you still hated him, you were sure. Now on your knees on the floor, almost naked, you looked up at the first man who had on his signature smirk.

"Suck my cock, Bitch" You were starting to have doubts now, seeping into your veins. Now you were thinking that this was a really bad idea. When you didn't move, Adam snarled and grabbed your hair, pulling you closer to his clothed cock. The action caused you to yelp and tears to form in your eyes.

"Fucking do it, I am your god and you should treat me like one" Taking deep breaths, you harshly pulled away from his grasp, him letting go of your hair, as you felt the conflicting emotions flicker in your mind- and body. A part of you knows you shouldn't be treated like this by someone who aren't even in a relationship with. But the other part loves the thrill and adrenaline and were getting noticeably wet. Glaring at him, you took your shaky hands and wrapped them around the waistband of his underwear. Taking the plunge- you pulled them down all in one go. It was a little bigger than average, but it was quite girthy. You said nothing as you stared.

"I am your god and this is how you earn my forgiveness. In fact, I want you to beg for my cock" You froze as his words, he wants you to beg now? You should just stand up, grab your clothes, and storm off at his treatment of you. He was disgusting. Yet- here you were, you already were on your knees for him, you already were this far. Well, if he wanted to play that game, you might as well give it your all. Swallowing your pride, you caved.

"Please Adam, let me suck your cock" Your voice was shaky, not firm at all and that caused a huff from him.

"I'm not convinced" Breathing in, you muster up all the confidence you could.

"Please Adam, I want to suck you off until you're dry and your cum is spilling all over me" Your pride completely disappeared as you stared up at him with narrowed eyes, hating the way he made you feel, hating how he could make you do such things that no other man could. But, he bent down and grabbed your face with both of his hands as his lips ghosted yours.

"That's more like it, Slut" He whispered, causing chills to go down your spine as he roughly released you, before shoving your head to his dick again. This time, you felt it rest against the side of your cheek, causing your face to ignite with heat. Pride long gone, you pushed back against his thighs and his cock suddenly became intimidating to you. You were supposed to fit that in your mouth.

"I don't have all day, Bitch" Sighing, you gently grabbed his member and started to rub back and forth lightly, testing the waters. He hitched his breath before he mumbled something you couldn't hear. Leaning closer, you gave a kitten lick to his tip and you could watch his thigh tense up slightly. Deciding to dive in- you swirled around the top of his shaft and sucked just at the head. You felt his hand hold the back of your head and push you in a bit, and you felt the sudden intrusion of his cock in your mouth. Stopping your ministrations, you sent a death glare his way and he just put on a happy innocent smile.

But you continued anyways- going deeper and slowly taking him all in while wrapping your tongue around him. You heard him breath out "fuck" as you started to bob your head back and forth, increasing with speed as you sucked on him, holding onto his thighs tightly. You then felt his hand on your head again as he guided you, wanting you to go faster. Tears brimmed your eyes again as your mouth was completely full and you were going so fast now. Yet, you couldn't help but feel yourself get even wetter, why? He was a terrible person.

"Fuck I'm close... You ready to swallow the first man's seed?" If you were able to roll your eyes, you would, but just as he said that, his cum spilled all in your mouth. It was somewhat salty, milky nonetheless, and thick. His cock was slowly eased out of you as you swallowed and coughed, bracing your hands on the floor as some of your mixed saliva and his cum spilled, making a small puddle. You sat and caught your breath as Adam leaned down, gripping your chin in his hand, he forced you to look up at him with tears growing in your vision, shame washing over you.

"I like it when you cry, Bitch, because you know your place. You are below me and always will be. You are a peasant, and I am your god"

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #adam x reader #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel adam x reader

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binkszamsstuff · 1 year

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Red

Very dark Steve! Mob Steve! Non con! Reader and Steve have a child. Angst!! Lots of grammar and spelling mistakes I’ll edit in the morning or never who knows🤷🏻‍♀️❤️

Red. the pain, the hurt, the passion, the love, everything was red. He was toxic, he was the obsessive. And you were his feen, his drug, his obsession , his love. But the days blurred, the lines no longer were standing, they had fallen. The fights, the late nights, the guessing and questions that went unanswered by him. It was a house on fire, it was red.

There was no time in the day to plan, with his anger, and yours. It was spontaneous, the fight had started because of steves affairs. The lying, the cheating, he ruined you, tore down all walls, made you just as obsessed with him as he was with you. Just to leave you in the dust, to cheat. To add gasoline to the fire that was you, or what was left of you anyhow.

Peggy was a glossy, classy woman with the perfect bubble of power and wittiness. She was everything you weren’t. You were messy, hazed with trouble, a woman gone mad by a man who drove her there. You were his frankenstein, you were old pieces of yourself glued back together again. The young, innocent, naive, funny, charming, and free girl was now chained to the scars he left.

You ran out of the house in the early morning, he came home late yet again. You had stayed up waiting for him, going to confront him in his act. Thats exactly what you did, but the end was not what you pictured. You hopped that he would hold you, say you were wrong, make love to you like in the beginning.

“Are you cheating on me?’ you asked quietly, you sat on the bed. You couldnt took at him.

“I dont want to have this conversation with you, it’ll only hurt you” steve spoke. That was all the answers you needed. You started to yell, scream, through insult after insult.

“I knew it! You’re scerwing peggy! Huh you’re fucking your secretary!” you yelled in his face crying. He rolled his eyes at you and shoved you to the side going to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

“Im tried of this steve” you sobbed walking to the closet grabbing any bag in sight packing up everything.

Once steve heard you say that so defeated he knew that you were serious about leaving him. You and him had lots a fights because of his actions but everytime he kissed it better. He drew back in promising his love and that it will never happen again. But it always does. Steve now had his suite jacket off, his selves rolled up, strands of his hair in hs face,

“You’re not leaving me” he stated

“Watch me” you said back in anger, masking the sadness.

“y/n i own you, you’re mine! You cant leave me baby” he said getting angry.

“You cheated steve! Again. I-i cant do this i cant sit here and wait for you to love me again. We are not the people we were when we first started dating. I cant and wont be the drunk housewife waiting for her husband whose never gonna come back because his mistress.” you were out of breath from crying and talking so fast while packing.

Steve stepped closer “baby come on its me! Its us! We always get through stuff like this!” he tried to manipulate you with his soft words but this time it wouldn’t work. the naive girl you used died, not even a ghost left of her

“We wouldnt have to “get through this stuff” if you didnt cheat and fuck other women.” you held up air qoutes while talking.

“I love you” steve pulled you in near, kissing the top of your head. You sobbed in his chest, hurt, angry, betrayed. The three year relationship was now smoke, the fire was all burnt out. The engagement ring heavy on your finger, it was a line of whispered lies and i love yous.

Steve drew you to the bed, kissing his way up your neck. His hands sliding down your frame gripping your hips. His false hope whispered in your ear and apologies that didnt have any meaning stuck to you, like a cigarette burn. He took off your clothes and gently laid you on the bed. ‘When was the last time he was gentle with me?’ you thought to yourself as he kissed and licked at you lower lips.

“Say something baby, tell me you wont leave me, that you love me” he begged like he was the victim. You stayed silent, numb.

“prettybaby i love you. Say it back! I need you! I cant live with out you!” both of you now naked on the bed. he pushed himself into your entrance, all you could do was cry.

Steve begged and whined for you back but little did he know the car was running outside waiting to escape him and this burning house.

Steve fell asleep hugging you, his head resting on your tummy his arm wrapped around you. You ran your fingers through his hair, soaking up what was left of the man you used to know, he was burned alive, gone. You slowly pushed him off of you and got dressed, grabbing the bags on clothes and bathroom care you walked out. You looked around the house as you left, the nicknacs and photos of you and steve. The nursery that sat empty. Steve promised children but then came peggy. You kissed your engagement ring and then placed it on the entry table by steves keys.

Getting in the car and speeding off in to what was left of the mess steve made of you.

One year later-

A wail of a new born was calling out to you in the dead of the night. You never got frustrated being a single mother, reminding yourself when you caught yourself being negative that you could still be with steve. Penny was three months old and her blonde curly hair was sticking in every which way. It made you giggle.

“Hi! Mommys here its okay penny girl” you picked her up rocked her in your arms.

She might be steve daughter but you never let her know what pain she was created from, you would never let her end up like steve nor you.

“Mama loves you” you said as she closed her big eyes again just needing comfort from her mom to make her feel better. Steve didnt know that the night that the two of you had sex before you left was the cause of a beautiful little girl. He had tried to call, and text you put after smaing you phone and leaving to state of New York for Washington you knew he wouldnt find you.

You lived in a little white house with a garden in a small town tucked away from the crazy and hurt.

You sat in the rocking chair in pennys room rocking her, your tiredness was catching up to you. Just as your eyes started to close he spoke from the depths of the darkness that was the closet.

“Oh prettybaby you are such a good little mommy, just like i knew you would be” he walked closer.

You screamed. Getting up with penny in your arms backing away from him trying stumble to the door backwards,

“Get out. Steve get out! I-i cant-” you sobbed your hold on penny grew tighter.

“Baby its okay, i wont hurt you. y/n im so proud of you, look at the life you built for our little girl, now i am mad you didnt tell me you were pregnant. But baby she is gorgeous. Now i need you to decide either you come home or we can live out here. Ya know i kinda love it here. Good thinking babe this is great place to rise kids”

You sobbed harder.

“How did you find us” you asked crying, so scared.

“Oh baby dont be naive, i will always find you”

“You cant be in our life, your toxic and i wont rase my daughter in the life we used to have. She wont end up like us! You cant be here! You ruined me!’ you sobbed and hyperventilated. He slowly walked closer like approaching an injured animal

“Baby i know i know, i was wrong and mean and cruel to you. I was blind i thought you would always be there for me. I took you for granted. Shes gone y/n, i got rid of peggy, shes taking a long nap and i aint ever gonna hurt you like that again. I need you baby…..and i need to be in my daughters life. I cant live without you nor am i gonna be able to leave her all alone now too” he explained

“I wanna have a good life, nothing like the one we used to have. You scare me steve and you’ve hurt me” you said looking at little penny who had a frown on hef face, she could read the distress from her mother.

“y/n look at me!” steve grabbed your face in his hands and made you look at him. “I will make it up to you i promise. I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you baby. I cant live without you” you shock your head no

“Its okay i get it y/n we need time, but im not going anywhere” steve spoke again.

“Come on lets put penny girl back in ger crib and go to bed” steve guided you to the crib and put penny down. She was right back to being cozy and sleepy. Steve pulled you in a hug while you sobbed into his chest, he was sliding his hand over your hair while shushing you.

“Come one lets go to sleep.” steve took your hand in his and leaded you back to your room. You laid down still crying, steve undressed himself down to his boxers and then joined you. He spooned you.

“I’ve missed you so much baby” was the last thing you heard before falling into slumber because you had cried yourself to sleep in his arms.

The house was burnt but in its ashes something new rose.

Authors note; i know some people will not understand why she didnt fight more, and the reason why was because she was in shock. It been and year and he shows up and shes like oh crap he found me and our now daughter. She is really scared of him and numb. Also steve is a mob boss by the way.

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silentwhsprs · 11 months

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━━━━━ marthas diner 3 , miles morales

miles and his family are dining in at your workplace, he embarrassed you infront of your entire class, remembering that miles has been missing out on a lot of spanish, so you're using that to your advantage.

this part may seemed rush for the lack of transitions, but im debating to start a enemies to lovers with miles but it would be a fast burn but not like a really fast burn, they’re hatred for eachother would be gone after a few chapters :((. just lmk if u would want me to write that!

“Miles?”

You felt multiple waves of emotion wash past you, you felt the world change colors. You debated whether you were happy, sad, shocked, surprised?

“Surprise?..” He chuckled nervously, his phone ringing abruptly is what killed the moment again. Before he could pull it out, you grabbed it and answered it.

“Hello!?” You shouted angrily at the culprit. “¿Con quién está hablando, señorita? ¡Mientras contesta el teléfono de mi hijo, te encontraré!” (Who are you talking to, miss? As long as you answer my son's phone, I will find you!) A voice shouted angrily back. You immediately knew it was Mrs. Morales. You handed the phone over to Miles scratching you neck.

Miles glanced at you before being scolded by his mother, he came up with a thousand excuses before she finally believed one. Where he said Gwen had answered it and with a reply of “(Y/N) is better, hijo.”

Little did she know, Gwen was far from picking up that phone.

“Now allow me to feel things Miles,” you started. “Look, I know what you’re feeling. I don’t even know how I’m feeling most of the time-“ Miles comforted.

“No you don’t. You are Spiderman. I’m just a basic civilian girl with no cool abilites to save Brooklyn, I never ever have the same opportunities as you. Plus, you have a police captain father running through your blood.” You ranted, Miles’s mask still laid on the floor. The fabric picking up debris that was chipping off the roof of the wall.

You walked toward your bed and sat down, he followed. He sat next to you and grabbed your hand. “You’re not basic. You never were.”

“Yeah-“ You began again, you were cut off by Miles bringing you in for another kiss. This one was different, as if he tried to calm you down. You put your hand on his cheek.

The creaking of the door didn’t stop the moment, the figure stopped in place and took surroundings of your room.

“Santo inferno! Nostra figlia esce con un uomo ragno!” (Holy Hell, Our daughter is dating a Spiderman!) A deep voice shouted, you two immediately pulled apart as Miles grabbed his mask and put in on!

You stood up to cover Miles, “No, papà. Questo non è quello che sembra! Non è l'uomo ragno. E non ci frequentiamo! Hai sbagliato tutto.” ( No, dad. This is not what it seems! It's not Spider-Man. And we don't date! You got it all wrong.)

“Créeme mamá!” (Believe me, Mom) You cried out, dying to protect Miles identity. Miles quickly stood by your side, except he had his mask on and deepens his voice. “I’m not Spiderman, Mr. (L/N). I’m just a cosplayer for ComicCon!” He tried.

“Vita mia, guarda questo pagliaccio che cerca di fingere di non essere Spider Guy!” (My life, look at this clown trying to pretend he's not Spider Guy!) Your father chuckled.

You grunted and rolled your eyes, this is not how you wanted your father to meet Miles. Your mother was leaning against the table addressing the Mail that was delivered today. She knew her daughter like the back of her hand.

She knew that her daughter had liked Miles, so she definitely knew that Miles was Spiderman. He needn’t to worry. His secret was perfectly save in The (L/N) Familia.

Miles stood froze doing the jazz hands positon, finally your mother spoke up. “Miles, quítate la máscara. todos sabemos que eres tú ahí abajo. Te prometo que no diremos tu identidad, pero mantente a salvo salvando a Brooklyn.” ( Miles, take off your mask. We all know it's you down there. I promise we won't reveal your identity, but stay safe by saving Brooklyn. ) She smiled, ripping open the paper that was addressed by Visions Academy.

“Mamma Mia.”(Oh Mamma!) You whispered. Miles slid off his mask and sat next to you. He put his hand over your shoulder. How could somebody else’s parents know about his identity but not even his own. Life was fucked up.

“You speak Italian?” He asked. You looked up at those honey eyes. “Yep, My dad was born in Italy then moved to America. My mom was born here except she was born and raised in a predominantly Puerto Rican area which is why my family and I know Spanish. I do have some Spanish descent though.” You explained. (idc if ur black, white, yellow, green, this is for the story.)

“Well, that’s funny. But what are we gonna call this?” He asked again, making circular finger motions around you two. “I want to get to know you better, then we can call it official if everything works out. Which I’m sure it will. And, as long as Gwendolyn Stacy stays out the picture completely. Because I’m not afraid to regañar a una chica blanca por meterse con mi hombre, especialmente cuando es mío.” (scold a white girl for messing with my man, especially when he's mine.) You smirked.

Your mom walked by the door frame and snapped a picture, “¡Le envío esto a Río para que me pague!” ( Im sending this to Rio so she can pay me! )

You and Miles looked at each other in shock, “Y’all betted on us?!” You both shouted in sync.

“Sabes que la hicimos.” (You know we did.) Your mom and Rio shouted in sync back giggling.

that’s it y’all! martha’s diner is wrapped up! remember to reread my top note about the enemies to lovers! lmk what y’all will and wont read! bye loves.

#miles morales x reader #miles morales #rio morales #jeff davis #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman

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esthxio · 2 years

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{Burns and Bruises.}

Various!Tokyo revengers x m!reader - Reader pronouns: He/him - MLM fic Fic Genre: Yandere x reader, Angst, NSFW (no sex but implied)

Pairings: TR!Various x M!reader

Warning⚠︎: Yandere behaviour, Stalking, Eaves dropping, Implied non-con, Stockholm syndrome, Kidnapping, Character death, male pregnancy, hints of mental breakdown, hints of manipulation, mention of drugs, use of drugs, miserable reader, mention of murder, murder, violence, abuse, use and mention of blackmail, grammatical errors, unedited, unplanned work, angst, POV changing, etc.

Note!: You have been warned, this work is a yandere fic, if you are easily triggered please click off of this fic now, you are responsible if you are continuing to read this work, I am not responsible if you get triggered because I have warned you beforehand DNI: Fem aligned (she/her, she/they, etc...), genderless blogs. Minors, AGELESS BLOGS

✂ ⚋⚋⚋⚋⚋ Takemichis POV: Everytime, I and [name] go to meet each other, he always wears a turtle neck, long sleeves and clothes that always hides his skin, a mask, sunglasses- I always wondered why he wears those types of clothing, even on hot days he wears those type of clothing ‎ ‎ ‎

does he not get uncomfortable in those clothes? I would always ask him about it and he would brush it off with a laugh and say he doesn't feel hot, bothered or uncomfortable at all.. ‎ ‎ ‎

I never get why he wears those nor did I get any reason why but as I stare at his arms with a horrified and worried expression... I now know why he wears those outfits.. I didn't mention it to him, I pretended I didn't notice as he panicked when he realized he had his sleeves rolled up ‎ ‎ ‎

I've seen more bruises appear on his body as he starts getting comfortable around me and forgets about his troubles, I trusted him and told him about my power to go back in time and he trusted me about his bruises and the reasons for it ‎ ‎ ‎

He told me he got it from his boyfriends and that he couldn't afford to leave them... it's so.. stupid? idiotic? I dont know how to explain it but it- it's enraging, why can't he leave his boyfriends and why he keeps going back to them after breaking things off with them, it's so frustrating how I can't convince him to leave them, he always refuses to do so with a frightened expression ‎ ‎ ‎

I've had enough, I wanted to know why he can't leave those bastard of so called boyfriends, I asked him if he can meet me at the hideout we used to hangout in when we were kids, he agreed but told me he only had limited time, I understood, he was a very busy man.. taking care of his children while being pregnant? oh man ‎ ‎ ‎✂ ⚋⚋⚋⚋⚋ Takemichis POV: Time skip ‎ ‎

Here we are, sitting inside the hideout, the hideout was like a small apartment, it had a couch, a small tv, a kitchen, a bathroom, small dining table, etc... ah the memories of us hanging out in this hideout when we were young with our friends- well enough about that ‎ ‎ ‎

"[Name], can I ask you a question?" I interrupted him "Oh yea sure, what's up?" "Why do you... keep going back to those bastards?" "Ahm..haha... who?" "You know your 'boyfriends', they treat you like shit yet you stay with them?" "Takemichi I thought we already talked about this..." "We have but I just- I can't deal with the thought of how Im doing nothing while you get abused! didn't you say your pregnant? so why- WHY are you letting them beat you up?!" ‎ ‎ ‎

[Name] stayed quiet as he pursed his lips before sighing and shakes his head ‎ ‎ ‎ "can we just drop this topic? Takemichi please-" ‎ ‎"NO! why are you BURNING yourself over and over again?! what happened to- to not making the same mistakes over and over again?! what happened to the promise that we shouldn't play with the fire and blow it away and to distinguish it instead?!" ‎ ‎ ‎

[Name] stared at me then gave me a tired laugh and let out a small laugh, his laugh sounded so tired- I'm so frustrated why is he laughing?! this is a serious matter, he's getting abused and he's just letting it go?!

"I can't believe you still remember that candle thing I told you about Takemichi, Honestly thought you'd forgot about it.. oh the memories.."

the candle thing was something [Name] created when we were younger, he would always be a worry wart over us and would tend our bruises whenever we got beat up by Kiyomasa or some other gangster..

Burning yourself meant: making a mistake Lighting up the candle meant: starting a conflict Making the flame bigger meant: making the conflict grow Blowing or Distinguishing the flame meant: you've solved the conflict it was a silly thing but we all adapted to it and made our moods a little better back then because it reminded us of how silly the concept was but it was helpful when you didn't wanna say how this person caused a conflict directly- "[NAME] THIS IS A SERIOUS MATTER, YOU'RE GETTING ABUSED, PLEASE JUST OPEN YOUR EYES AND LEAVE THEM, I CAN'T STAND YOU GETTING HURT WHILE I CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT" I shouted at him, I was standing from my chair at this point and looking down at him as he sat still on his own chair- The next things he said made me more worried, scared? frustrated? I DONT KNOW, I can't- I CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHAT I WAS FEELING "Takemichi... don't you get it? I'm stuck with them.. no matter how much I attempt to leave them, they find me and they drag me back with them.." "What- what do you mean?! who even are these 'boyfriends' of yours?!" they couldn't have had that much power did they?- "Takemichi, My boyfriends are Tokyo's top criminals.. you know who they are right? Manjiro.. Haruchiyo.. Haitani- Izana, Kakucho.. do I need to list all of them out?"

Now- now I understand why he seems so frightened whenever I suggested for him to leave his boyfriends

"Wait.. Izana? Kakucho?- aren't- aren't they dead? They died [name]! I saw them die!" "They didn't die Takemichi, someone rushed them to the hospitals.. It's a miracle that they survived.. besides they've figured out how they died and avoided it.." "HOW?! what do you mean they've figured out?!" "Takemichi... you aren't the only that can time travel..." "what..."

I was petrified as I stared at [Name], WHAT DOES HE MEAN?! WHO'S THE OTHER ONE?! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE- I HAVE TO TELL NAOTO ABOUT THIS

"Takemichi... don't bother telling Naoto.." [Name] says as he takes a sip of his drink.. "I have to! This information is valuable [Name]!" "Takemichi, won't you listen for once?! Naoto's dead! why do you think his office is locked this whole week?! BONTEN MURDERED NAOTO WHEN HE TRIED TO TAKE ME AWAY FROM THEM LAST TIME"

I refused to believe him as I trembled in fear, that's impossible?! if Naoto died then- then why- why is there no news about his death?!

"You're lying.. no no you're bluffing" "I'm sorry.. but I'm not.."

[Name] sighed and stood up from his seat and grabbed his should bag and put his hand on his stomach, he was 5 months pregnant after all-

"I'm sorry Takemichi but.. I have to go before they go here themselves and possibly end up killing you"

[Name] walked towards the exit of our hideout but I couldn't comprehend the fact that Naoto's dead, murdered- I didn't notice [Name] leaving until I snapped out of it and was about to shout for him until I realized

I had a gun pointed to my head

"Good job doll ♡~" Hanma said as he had his arms around [Name] while [Name] burried his face on Hanma's chest and gripping on Hanma's outfit "Good job indeed! HAHAHA, we finally fucking found you Takemichi!" Sanzu said behind me, pointing a gun at my head "HEY, I WANTED TO BE THE ONE TO KILL HIM" Baji shouted out loud with a pissed off expression whilst he was getting held back by Kazutora and Chifuyu

"Keep your voice down you imbecile" Kisaki said as he stood next to Hanma

My eyes widen as I let out a breathe, trembling, I looked at [Name] who was staring at me with empty eyes and an expressionless face

"[name].. w-what's the meaning of this?" I said Kazutora let out a laugh as he leaned onto Baji- whilst Baji complained and whined "Why don't you read the room genius? [Name] never actually considered you as a friend, he was only going to your little meet ups to help us kill you"

"You've given us too much trouble Hanahagaki." A cold voice said coming from the person I once called a close friend.. Mikey Mikey stared at me with cold eyes "Man.. you really thought we abused [Name]? How could we? He's our precious lover and He's pregnant with our baby! he has given us children in the past too!" Ran said "Hmm, Mitsuya did do an amazing job at making fake bruises and cuts" Chifuyu said

"[Name]- please tell me what they're saying isn't true- it- it's not right?" I said as I looked back at [Name] [Name] only sighed and turned around to hug Hanma the next thing he said broke me

"I wanna go home.. I dont wanna see him..."

"Well! You've heard what the man said! let's hurry up and go home shall we?" Hanma said with a big grin "Mhm, after all Izana and the others are getting impatient in the Limo" Kisaki pointed out "Hahh? I wanted to torture him first before killing him!" Sanzu whined "HAH! BITCH" Baji shouted

I could see Mikey- no Manjiro was getting irritated "Just drug him, knock him out and bring him back to the base then" Rindou suggested "No- no PLEASE" the next thing I saw was all black... name.. why.. I thought we were friends ✂ ⚋⚋⚋⚋⚋ [Name]s POV:

I flinched as I heard the impact of Takemichi falling on the ground I couldn't bare to look at him, after all he was my bestfriend who I not only betrayed but left to die and get tortured by my so called lovers..

"Good job dear! now that wasn't so hard now is it?" Hanma said as he laughed, walking to the limousine with his arms around me

"[Name]!" Smiley shouted my name happily as we entered the vehicle "Look what me and Angry got you!" he said as he gave me a bag of my favorite snacks and some things I've always wanted to get, I smiled happily as I received some kisses from Angry and Smiley

Oh well.. atleast I have someone that'll love me.. I'm starting to like this.. getting spoiled whenever I obey.. I should be more obedient, hah.. their praises are always so nice..

I'm sorry Takemichi.. but I don't regret doing this a single bit. ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎‎ ‎

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what's good gamers!? i'm eight and i'm tardy to the party because i have an insane sleep schedule lately. i have links below that will give you a bit more to work with, and under the cut i'll introduce you to my stressed out son, im daewon. give the like button a lil love tap for me and i'll raid your ims so that we can plot.

dossier / memoir / appendix / plots

*˖ ⠀key points.

his mother was an opera singer, renowned for her talent and beauty. daewon idolizes his mother quite a bit. there were whispers that she was killed because she was a noble's mistress, yet his mentality is 'don't care it was the man's fault mom did nothing wrong' ( he has no clue what went on but there will be no im hyejin slander ).

he does not know shit about his father. he could be dead in a ditch, daewon would have no idea. he blames all of his bad traits on him.

for the first six years and some odd months of his life, he was raised by his mother in the beonhwa outskirts. his mother tragically passed in a house fire, leaving him to stay with the neighbor who rescued him until his eventual adoption by the house of magnolia at age 7.

magnolia's third in line ; he has no drive to rise any further in the ranks.

he's been busting his ass for his house since he was young to both rise up to the third spot, and now to maintain his position. he has a weird sense of obligation to the house for doing the bare minimum.

*˖ ⠀personality.

so very smart, but so very dumb. he's just a silly goofy lad.

tries his absolute best to be someone that's kind and approachable. though sometimes when he opens his mouth he's too critical or insensitive that he accidentally comes off as an asshole. (good intentions, terrible execution)

goes through periods of being very high energy and very low energy.. he's never in the middle.

he deals with a lot of conflicting feelings regarding his adoption — he's grateful for his basic needs being met but the amount of expectations that come along with being a child of one of the three houses weighs him down. he misses the freedom of just being daewon, the opera singer's son and not being im daewon, magnolia's third in line.

big on masking, both his mental health and feelings. his public persona is that of someone fairly easy-going, on the chattier side, could be perceived as fun but in a calm way, someone focused heavily on his pursuit for knowledge / those who see who he really is in private are used to dealing with both sides of him. one of being a bit quieter, not feeling like he has to engage as much as he does in public. they're used to him being more impulsive, freely making jokes and letting his feelings slip more often than not.

*˖ ⠀possible connections.

(for older muses) people that knew his mother ; he would love to hear stories about her.

(again, implied for older muses) someone that recognizes him for the stressed out child he is and has that underlying urge to baby him, bonus points if they too, are just a stressed out child.

(second muse inspo :eyes:) a grimy con man trying to claim he's daewon's biological father, so that he can have an in with one of the three houses. bonus points if they're not traditionally handsome so daewon can pull the 'no offense.. but my mom had standards' card.

(second muse inspo) siblings, siblings, siblings. right now daewon's the only magnolia affiliated muse and i crave violence both friendly and cunning sibling plots.

someone that sees daewon sneaking out on a regular and is wondering why he's always vaulting over the fence of the magnolia residence like he's some anime protag late for school.

moon tavern regulars!! he's there occasionally when he wishes to unwind. the lively atmosphere makes him feel right at home.

fellow animal lovers, daewon is a stray feeder, overly attached to animals that aren't his. he would listen to someone talk about their pet for hours — he's also this post for sure.

when daewon was younger, he was saved by one of his neighbors from a house fire. this same neighbor let him stay with their family until he was adopted by the house of magnolia. so any family to this neighbor, or for an older muse, the neighbor themselves.

someone that points out to daewon that he shouldn't feel so obligated that he was given basic necessities, maybe they have a darker view of how house of magnolia takes in these children and how exploitative it can be.

i have more on my actual plots page, these were just some additional ones my brain could come up with. if you've read through all of this, you're legally obligated to love me ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

#bhrp:intro #*˖ ⊹ 𝗼𝗼𝗰.#i woke up at 4am and ptfo 20 mins before opening #i will also pretend i haven't been sitting in my drafts the past 4 hrs

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detectivenyx · 4 months

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2023 In Review

for me, 2023 just kind of... came and went. very quickly. i kind of wish it didn't.

there's been some horrific mental-health stuff, not aided by what's going on, both in my little corner of the world and across the world in general. i'll start with the negatives, so we can end on a positive note - that seems like a good outlook for the year.

there's obviously the horrendous situation with the writers and actors strike, where garbage studios think paying people for their hard-made art is very much an optional thing rather than fucking mandatory. yet in this year, warner bros, the company who's the most mask-off with their transphobia (still releasing HP stuff and hiring a TERF and sandy hook truther to voice one of the most well-known female characters in mortal kombat), releases a 2 hour toy commercial and gets heralded a Feminist Masterpiece for the same messages that Mean Girls and Legally Blonde had shovelled out two decades earlier. there's also just the countless fucking genocides. i'm hoping and praying that the victims of those genocides are not wiped out, even if i've acknowledged i cannot help directly.

but in addition, i think this year just sealed the deal for me about the cosplay community. i'm still routinely dragged to cosplay events - it's either that or be socially isolated for two whole months as it's all that gets talked about - and the local 'in-crowd' community is as garbage as ever. someone a close friend wanted to hitch a ride back towards the city with just. randomly started spouting anti-trans sports propaganda to us? she started complaining about trans women 'having a biological advantage' by being taller or whatever. the absolute second that this person was away from a transmasc friend and with two people she didn't fully know, she just assumed we were both cis and went full mask-off with transphobia, and that indicates to me that things have gotten worse since i left. i want to return to cosplay badly, but the fucking community just keeps letting shit like that slide, going to a con run by a neonazi and excusing it with 'it lets me see my friends!' like they've never learned how to plan an outing more than two weeks in advance before. ultimately it makes cosplaying barely worth it; it's an expensive hobby that now only for my own validation. there's no leftist cosplayers in queensland - only people cosplaying as leftists.

it also doesn't help that, off-topic, i am pretty sure i know my dad's care for me is hollow now; something happened in september to prove it to me. there's also the fact that this year introduced me to now having chronic back pain thanks to his neglect, and i don't think i'll ever get any sort of apology from him. and while probably the least-bad thing in the list, one of the more charismatic members of a channel i'd just got introduced to had sexually harassed a semi-guest of the channel.

that said: in newer spaces, and in general, i think things are looking up. the aforementioned channel kicked the sexual harasser, and re-structured so that it was unlikely to ever happen again. i joined up with a new group of people to play Blood on the Clock Tower in-person every month and online a few times a week - and quite frankly i would trust those people with my life. i think just having something to do that isn't a popularity contest has been healing. i'm not super close to the people there yet (or maybe im misjudging it? i don't know how healthy relationships irl work if i'm honest). sewing has been fun, as has finding out an interest in vintage patterns - i'm hoping in 2024 to actually make some of them. finding resources for free patterns (via mood.com - a really good resource, i've found) and having fun with the creation has also been fun, though my fabric stash is getting pretty full now thanks to my many trips to a second-hand fabric store. the last con of the year also wasn't all bad; really only cementing my decision to remove myself at the very end of the con day. i wouldn't have considered coming back at all if the con hadn't been a fun time; even getting to meet someone who was a fan of my youtube channel. a recent bout of hostility for a two-year-old video because someone decided to grift off it had given me doubts about my channel; bad or not, those videos are still fully mine, more than, say, somerton- sorry, i mean someone can say. but i think just being able to see someone, physically, who liked my videos, made it a lot better. (and i purchased a pronoun pin from them and the pin is super duper cute and they gave me a really cute sticker oh my god--)

so, rather than setting resolutions, i tend to set themes for years after seeing this video by SCP Grey that offers it as an alternative. this year was the Year of Education - a year where i did my best to focus on my learning and educational pursuits. at the start of the year i set myself three semi-goals that could change; to do my Master's in Arts, to keep learning Japanese, and to learn corsetmaking techniques.

i wound up re-joining my university in the middle of the year to do my Honours in Creative Industries, focusing on adapting social deduction games and their game theories into the design of a narrative. i'm a little behind on the narrative itself, but the articles i've read and the definitely-research-and-not-a-thinly-veiled-excuse-to-play-games have both been fascinating for me, both in how much theory is kind of just ableist bonkers nonsense and what thin bits of truth are actually present (in all people, deception requires more cognitive thought; there's usually either scriptedness or a very slight delay when someone's trying to deceive - which proved useful when i finally watched roblox_oof.mp3 and noticed both in mister tallarico's behaviour).

my education with japanese fell by the wayside - i got burned out trying to keep up my streak with moving house yet again, and just kind of did the bare minimum to keep up the streak and stay in the diamond league. i think some of my basics have gotten a bit stronger, but that's all.

with that said, i learned a lot more about making clothes over the course of the year! admittedly, i still struggle with making a skirt fit correctly (it is either severely too big for me even with elastic in the back, or just small enough to be uncomfortable in day-to-day wear) but i think i've created a bodice block that fits close enough. i've also kind of fallen in love with a second hand place sort-of near my house that sells a lot of vintage and second-hand fabrics for cheap, which is really useful as a seamstress living on unemployment who'd like to make All Of The Things. i did also make a corset this year, but aside from the busk, it used some really shoddy materials - i accidentally made the lining layer out of broadcloth rather than twill or herringbone and the outer layer was a polyester brocade and a polyester waist tape, meaning the entire thing was just. the itchiest fucking thing in the universe. (and i was wearing an underlayer, it didn't do much to help). i have materials to remake it, i've just been unsure how to go about it.

so that's been my year (alongside obscene amounts of baldur's gate 3). onto 2024 and the goals there!

#year in review #- nyx (they/she)

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last-starry-sky · 8 days

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Would you divulge the premise and character for the non-con/cnc? I would read it! 🫶 And I’m curious, what’re the other kinks that you’re hesitant to write about?

i like how tumblr only told me about this ask once i got on desktop!!😑🔪

but anyway, thank you so much for asking!!!

for the non-con: I had an idea tumbling around about reader, who is either graves' girl or the gf of one of the 141, getting "heavily persuaded" into a threesome with one of his "work buddies". Reader agrees to it (one time thing/just try it out/yada yada) but when the night rolls around, it turns into more of a group sex/gangbang type deal with all of 141 or a bunch of shadow company 💀 ((maybe with a lil bit of orgasm denial bc i feel it fits and if im going to be mean to reader in a fic i'm going all in)) it's really self-indulgent because i am a whore and would eat that shit up if i ever found a fic like that!!

cnc: i built this around ghost/reader, but it could be anyone really lmao. basically, reader comes out to ghost (after pussy-footing around for months) about her uniform/authority kink and asks him to keep it all on "just once!!! please!!! I'll never ask again!!!" (i write all my readers like such poor babies, lmao) ANYWAY, long plot short: nice bf simon puts on ghost for a night, shows her what his full kit looks like, including the mask. She (while horny out of her mind) asks him how he gets around wearing all that stuff?? like how can you chase people down?? and he's like, "i'll show you. 😈" so he turns off the light, then tells her to run. :) anyway: sex happens after and reader is very very happy to get her kink fulfilled :)

to answer your last question: i may just be brain dead, but i don't really have anything I would be hesitant write for. We're all adults here. I guess anything that would require more research on my end, like bondage/harder d/s stuff (which i'm not personally into so I don't know a lot about).

feel free to send suggestions my way tho and I'll tell you what i think/throw some ideas at the wall!

#asks #anon #wips ideas and snippets

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Eyeless Jack with fem S/O who is fan of Legend of Zelda series as S/O tries to get him be as BOTW Link as S/O as BOTW Zelda? 🦋

S/O trying to get EJ to cosplay BOTW with her!

obligatory ive never really touched a LoZ games or series outside of like. the ben drowned crp but i doubt that counts since its a fan made story !! so this is mostly going to be like, vague stuff since i have next to no clue of the games' contents so this'll be heavy on the dressing up part! hope you enjoy!

he probably gets into gaming on handheld consoles during his college years, and carries that into his life living in the woods as a hermit (dont ask how he charges his stuff in a run down cabin we can just assume he has a generator or something)

he likes those therapeutic chill games! think ACNH, helps him keep his feelings and stress in check since that can effect his funky curse thing that made him. eyeless jack. do not let this man play slime rancher you will not see or hear from him for a week

anyways

so you introduce him to one of the legend of zelda games! he's into it, but he'd much rather watch you play or ramble on about the games and lore. he himself isn't much of a talker so he likes it when you fill the silence

at first he's against the idea when you first propose the cosplay, mostly because cosplay isnt really his thing, but also because where would the costumes come from?

if you insist on making it yourself he'll also be against it, he doesn't want you to make anything for him (and that's on him not knowing how to handle receiving gifts, but that's an entirely different thing for a different post)

but lets say, you get him to cave. hes going to insist on helping, this guy knows how to sew! he lives in the woods! he has to patch up his own clothes! plus he'll force you to step back if you prick your finger one too many times

both because "aww he doesnt want you hurting!" but also "fresh dripping blood around eyeless jack is dangerous because hes like a cracked out piranha"

when the costumes are done you guys just kinda

stand there and stare at each other and stare for a few minutes in the middle of the cabin

one of the rare times you see him without the mask since the thing was throwing off the rest of the costume

dont expect him to go out with you without something covering his face, though, you may have to rely on a hood or make a new mask that at least fits with the theme or vibe of the character. good luck trying to get jack to budge out past the door's threshold without it

stubborn prick

his ears are already pointed so you don't need to make ear prosthetics/j

good luck getting this guy to go to a con with you/j

OHOH NO because of course, spooky season, imagine convincing him to help you hand out candy at your place

or or or

you guys go out and about in your costumes showing off

sure he'll shuffle around awkwardly behind you, since he's not really. good with eyes on him...

or eyes in him/j

im sorry that was really mean spirited and uncalled for it will happen again

overall? he enjoys the time spent with you from you info dumping on him to just simply walking with him around town!

will he go out and walk with you again? probably not, at least not on nights where everyone is out and not when he's wearing this costume of an iconic character that's bound to catch some attention

7/10 experience, docked some points since you can feel the tension radiating off of him once you get him out of his cabin

don't bring it up but he keeps the costume in pristine condition when he isn't wearing it, and keeps it nearly folded and stored somewhere where it's not likely to get a bloodsplatter on it from one of his feeding nights

bonus hc but its steering a little off topic imagine walking in on him furiously scrubbing on the costumes tunic(?) because he got one (1) drop of blood on it. like he's hunched over on the floor over it trying to get the stain out, muttering n cursing under his breath

idk that's just goofy to me

anyways

peace

#creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #eyeless jack x you #eyeless jack imagine #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack headcanon

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OKAY turns out gram has a Big Gay Crush on black and is not in fact secretly dating his girlfriend lmao

also yoks persistence in finding unar is so fucking funny like bro ran into a burning building to save this guy hes never met (which, a valiant thing to do obviously) and even without seeing his face hes instantly entranced ?? and hes like i gotta find out who he is no matter what im not gonna give up no matter how long it takes all from that One interaction they had and he keeps finding him and hes so obvious its embarrassing tbh :/ turns out his guys a cop though so we'll see how that goes 😭😭

also also i really like seans girlfriend shes cool as fuck i wanna be her when i grow up . + the thing at the end where those masked motherfuckers got black fucking got me by surprise even though it was obviously coming lol

why didnt he go with Something (anything) to defend himself with though 😭😭 which probably wouldnt have helped in the long-run but STILL

also i dont think i trust todd very much tbh :/ i mean he seems like a pretty chill dude but k also wouldnt be surprised if he was the one who orchestrated the whole black getting injured thing 乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•⁠_⁠•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ except that seems too obvious so idk But i cant wait to find out

ajfnsklf i only watched one episode this time but i Couldnt Help It i Had to share my thoughts :P

omg the Gram/Black/Balck gf (who I cannot remember the name of) love triangle is so good but also doesn't have the most satisfying resolution I don't think.

Yok is so me in meeting the guy one time and becoming obsessed lmfao. I also love that Unar is a cop cause it adds so much to the activism and conflict of trying to make change from within a system or choosing to work from outside it. Which is really one of the big reasons I like the show, it explores all the challenges of activism and how different types of activism all have pros and cons. Someone on reddit descibe the show as being "political but intimate" which I think sums it up quite well.

Namo is one of my favourites, I'm pretty sure she's Seans ex? their relationship is honestly really ambiguous.

Really interesting that you don't like Todd, though to be fair he is rich (in contrast to Blacks gang) which is immediate bad vibes.

Dude you are seriously binging this and I love that for you. making me want to rewatch it AGAIN.

#absolutely loving the live updates of you watching it #also it's based on a book and I really want to find a good english translation of it #or just learn thai lol #asks <3 #kal!#not me the series

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sarosthewizarddude · 6 months

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Cool people from con this weekend <3

Person who told me I was cool and gave me a bracelet, idk if you were in cosplay or if you just have an amazing style but you looked great!

Thor cosplayer! I didn't get a photo but your outfit was amazing!!

Amity cosplayer who I met on day one and we were going to meet up again but never did.

NIMONA COSPLAYER you were so nice and your cosplay was fucking amazing

AZIRACROW COSPLAYERS. ALL OF YOU OMG. AND ESPECIALLY THE CROWLEY WHO TOLD ME MY BOOT CHAINS WERE COOL I'M NEVER TAKING THEM OFF

The author who was selling his books as "locally grown fantasy"

THE PERSON RUNNING THAT ONE BOOTH THAT WAS WHAT I WANT MY AESTHETIC TO BE IM SORRY TO MY FRIENDS I KEPT DRAGGING YOU OVER THERE

The person who saw me in line on the very first day and immediately knew who I was cosplaying!! Your mask is so cool and I regret not getting your info, you were so nice and I want to know everything about your fursona

Mandalorian cosplayer with a little grogu bot

ALL OF MY FRIENDS ESPECIALLY ASTER AND OUR LAST MINUTE AZIRACROW COSPLAY THAT WAS WILD AND IT WAS SO FUN YOU LOOKED AMAZING

Tall hat guy

Spider-man!

AZIRAPHALE COSPLAYER WITH THE BIG WINGS THAT UNFOLD THAT WAS SO FUCKING COOL

New friend who reminded me to eat on day one! Thanks I would've skipped lunch again

PERSON FROM THE COSPLAY COMP WITH THE BIG AUTUMN LEAF DRESS HOWWW

Kid cosplaying dipper and his parents who were mabel and ford!

Random person who told me "Dipper's back there" when I was Bill I didn't register what you were on about until you turned the corner but thanks lol

School/theatre friends. I'm sorry about the carrot. (I'm not.)

PROBABLY MORE PEOPLE WHO I FORGOT

#convention #con #cosplay

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basslinegrave · 9 months

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should i buy a ticket to the local anime con tomorrow or nah... i will be close to the store where they got tickets..... rant->

cuz idk if i wanna go? i mean i do but hhhhh its always too much... like the shitty moments outweigh the fun ones, and its never a given there will be any good moments...but i have a cosplay idea, kinda in the making, i have no idea if i will be able to make it cause im having trouble with one part but it could be quite comfortable... more or less... id just wear some regular ahh clothes and a mask (which is always the best, i get to hide my face and be comfy at the same time!) but i also want some recognition and idk how many ppl will know this. i never know cause if i expect that nobody will know it, i get a ton of people chatting me up (like wwx) and if i expect people will know the character nobody even takes one photo (like tokoyami. i got one pic taken? two? was so weird, the other bnha cosplayers were giving me weird looks and didnt even say hi back 😶)

obvs the cosplays i put the most work into appeal to more people, like wukong which id love to wear again now (with slight alterations like making the tail just hang down instead of standing up cuz that was hell to fix every 2 minutes.. looked great while walking tho) but its 2 outcomes: everyone that asked me to wear it again wont give two fucks and nobody will care. or after the new netflix move comes out, people actually watch it and more will recognize wuk... also, some people dont go in march but go in september so i can meet new ppl?

i go for 2 days so the second is best to have something simpler (so i get to move around more freely and fit into places like artist alley and can play games etc..) aand im trying to make a mxes mask which would be cool to wear even though people are either scared of me or im just weird idk and when it comes to fnaf cosplays ppl only loved my sun cos but other fnaf cosplayers avoided me like the plague i dont know what did i do

that said id actually love to wear sun again too 🥴 but i need to find all pieces and see if i can make the top work... its too stuffy and hot so i didnt wear it last time but like, nobody cares. nobody cares aboit accuracy here

i dunno man its also the local fandoms somehow they feel like nobody is caught up on the last media except the few that know it too much. but if you bring out an oldie Nobody knows it

oh also friend wants to cosplay shadow i think but he didnt say if at this con or what ans if hes buying a full ticket or what but like if i were to cosplay sonic and he would just leave after 10 mins i would be just there like uhhhhh now what and i wanna cosplay him again now really... its just a good backup i guess :/

#before it sounds weird i love making cosplays for the craft and second i do love when it makes someone happy as it makes me happy too #so when i wear a cos thats someones fave character? and they get absolutely hog wild? i Live for that #thats the best feeling thats why i wanna cosplay something that many like and get some fun interactions out of it #and yes in the end i also like some praise; who doesnt #thoughts are being thunk #kinda lost my train of thought so im ending the rant lmfao

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writingbrainrot · 10 months

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Hey. Allow me to introduce myself

Member in a system (i dislike roles but i'd technically be a reluctant host)

Neurodiverse af, disabled af and qpoc af

Body is 24

I need a body double to start writing again ;__;

We prefer discord cus pluralkit but also just easier to have all communication in one place

We suck at replying on other platforms

If you are 22-30 and want to write together and also talk about blorbos and you're accepting of someone saying "hey saying that hurts me, could you not?" And capable of saying it back when you're hurt then lesgo 👉😊👉

(Aka im ok with people making honest mistakes but not wanting to fix them and grow, that just doesn't work with where i am in life atm)

If you identify as conservative, right-wing, anarchist or communist (USSR definition, not US's weird definition that just means empathy=communist) person then please do not message me. Biological family are survivors of the genocides done by soviet so let's just spare us all the pain and not interact/gen

What we write if that's important:

We're self-published and write as diverse stories as possible, in whatever genre we feel like (the main one tends to be slice of life though) that are meant to be accessible to people currently experiencing brainfog aka what we needed and still need/lh

Potential cons of knowing us/dealbreakers depending on who you are:

•Strongly opinionated on the opinions we have solidified based on the best info we can access. Examples:

"don't be a dick, if you are being one, fix that" or "human rights are not up for negotiation" or "genocide bad regardless of who it is done on" (surprised how often i have to state these/gen) but also ones that seem silly and yet i feel strongly about like "having problematic faves". Loving barbie/disney/veggietales while wholly rejecting the companies. Trying to see things in a more nuanced way etc etc

•i'm both spiritual and scientific

•body eats meat cus traditions and health

•may disappear from time to time for a few days up to a week cus crashes happen despite our best efforts

•c-ptsd but like.... i think that's a given on this site/lh

•We're also not good people. Not the worst but not good people, we're just people.

•so many special interests, obscene amount because of above c-ptsd/masking

•oh also if you're drawn to talk to me but currently think you're NT.... you may discover you relate to me a bit too much and realise you were less NT and more ND than you thought. Many a friends have discovered their diagnoses solely by us sharing our symptoms so like, if you don't want a/another diagnosis, steer clear?/lh

•learning to unmask so we get more and more "blunt" every week

•we also like to talk, v social and we will penguin pebble because sending things to friends is fun ^__^

•when triggered, our communication dramatically gets worse and more frantic (i think this is normal but at this point i'm not sure anymore)

Fave quotes:

"Let the world we dream about be the one we live in now"

"What would you take from a burning building?

Anyone can answer that, the fire"

"I feel weak

You've never looked stronger"

"Tu fui, ego eris"

"Fortuna favet fortibus"

#body double #body doubling #writing #writer #writers #selfpublishing #traumagenic #actually autistic #adhd #did/osdd

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omohole · 6 months

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rant from a few of us about life stuff (got long)

entering day four of having our friends stay over with us and we're so. so exhausted. part of it was cons but also having to mask essentially 24/7 again (because we arent open about being a system) and ALSO socialize all the time is. really draining us Bad. also draining us financially. we have nnnno cash left and almost nothing in our account Ha Ha. - A

con was alright! it was suuuper weird walling around as meryl though (as i expected). kind of worried about pluto, hes been dodging the front mostly since the first day and im pretty sure its from being around too many people. we're doing our best to hold down the fort while she rests but its really hard when we go right from a three day con straight into an exam and then a group project requiring us to talk to classmates we've never met before and then a Second exam midweek! and all of that is on top of taking care of our guests and... yea. its a lot and im worried about how shes holding up (how we're holding up as a whole, to be honest). wish our therapist was available but shes gone for another two weeks! which is just wonderful. just a pile of bad timings one on top of the other. - V

i like our friends well enough but if i have to help this grown man cut another bagel or cut open a package of cookies i think i will actually just start screaming. the stress of this mans incompetence has been weighing on us on top of our pre-existing stress over our exam today and our chronic pain flaring up and every little thing that happens has been slowly grating on my nerves. i swear to god i might actually snap if they cant leave us alone for a while. i do not need or want to get physical but i cannot guarantee i wont fuckin start screaming if he cant get his shit together and stop asking me to act like his mother - (anonymous protector)

#vent #we're ok! just very. very. very tired

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sarah-dipitous · 1 year

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Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 122

Clap Your Hands if You Believe

“Clap Your Hands if You Believe”

Plot Description: While Sam and Dean are investigating a UFO sighting, Dean is abducted from a crop circle

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: I know better than to GO INTO THE CORN FIELD IF YOU HEAR SOMETHING IN IT

Not the X-Files-esque opening creditsssssss 💀💀💀

I’m so glad they’ve decided to make soulless Sam funny. Mean, yeah. But funny all the same

I’m gonna have to sit for a while with this conversation they’re having about Sam needing to fake having empathy for people. If it wasn’t because he LITERALLY HAS NO SOUL, it would be a really interesting coding for being neurodivergent and being forced to mask again after unmasking because you were accused of lying or being fake. Now Dean wants Sam to fake having empathy again. He tells Dean that he USED TO pick and choose the exact right words to say but that then Dean wanted him to be honest, so he stopped and he realized how exhausting it was to keep that mask on. Just wish he wasn’t soulless…

Dean sure did get abducted…I’d ask Sam if he feels bad about mocking him over the phone, but we all know the answer to that

Omg this little commune of alien hunters/enthusiasts/whatever

Dean freaking out about his abduction is understandable but VERY funny, but I don’t know if it’s funnier than Sam’s attempt at being empathetic towards him

“You’re saying having a soul is…suffering” well…

Uh oh. Dean’s seeing things now. Look, I know it’s not aliens but wtf is HAPPENING

Did….did he just MICROWAVE ONE OF THE FAE?? What is HAPPENINGGGGGGGG

Dean would do so well (or maybe not) in Sara J Maas’ books…I actually don’t know because I’ve never read one but he’s not opposed to being attracted to the fair folk

“Dean. Did you service Oberon, king of the fairies?” Real lines of dialogue in Supernatural

I love this lady’s glittery eye makeup

You know you fucked up when the guy without a soul is angry that you traded your son to the fae for…success for his watchmaking business.

So…why’d they let Dean go?? Even temporarily?

(NOOOOOOO NOT OUT OF CONTEXT SPN QUOTES POTENTIALLY MAKING IT SEEM LIKE IM WATCHING SOMETHING DELIBERATELY AND BLATANTLY HOMOPHOBIC RIGHT AS MY COWORKER WALKS IN THE BREAK ROOM. Dean tackled a guy and yelled “What do you want, you fairy?!” So hopefully, my coworker didn’t hear it and I don’t have to explain that he was fighting LITERAL fae)

Yesssss special effects team, give us NOTHING. Holy shit. The main alien guy is a leprechaun. Genius con

The way they keep using Pinocchio as a reference point in this episode…Sam, don’t ask the leprechaun to make you a real boy again.

I really need to know why this dude is beating up Dean. Why’s he following Dean around? What’s his beef??? Oh. So we never find out. Cool.

“Been On My Mind…”: holy shit…I really thought we were gonna get down to 2, but NO. Sam hooks up with a girl from the group of alien enthusiasts. We’re back at 10, i GUESS

#hellsite nostalgia tour 2023 #the opening credits promised me cas and I feel LIED to

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petitelepus · 1 year

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Yahoo ! Can I have a twisted Wonderland matchup pls 🙏

Name : Riley

Age :16

Sexuality: pan

Pronouns :they/ them

Personality : I sometimes want to go outside like go shopping and sometimes want to stay home and play video games, im an affective person I like hugging and holding hands and cheek kisses even with friends I'm a kind person and help others no matter what, I have trust issues and I don't trust people Im scared being backstabed I will do anything to make my friend comfortable and happy with me my love language is physiqual affection, sometimes people take advantage of me and I know it but I keep them because I don't want to stay alone again , I daydream alot and don't care about anything and Im night owl and Love doing shit at night, I hate looking myself in the mirror cuz I think Im ugly, I have anxiety and panic/cry when people look at me, I lie sometimes and can manipulete someone easily, Im a an INTP gemini and that one friend who has no energy, laugh at any jokes, weird, quiet and adorable, Im quite smart and can't be serious , im Shy and if you are Friends with me I will be chaotic

Likes :otome games and fanfics with gn mc sweets, Spicy, anime, Cosplay , video games and plushies

Dislikes : racists ,homophobic ,F! reader in fanfics ,bullies ,homework , my bro and my ex Friends

Hobbies cooking Cosplaying Reading writing gaming playing Violon and dancing

I match you with Idia Shroud!

Alright, you and Idia are like two peas in a pod. You both love gaming, anime, cosplay, and sweets, you both play violin and so much more. The two of you most likely met when you ventured to the Board Game Club, eager to join and find some proper friends.

Idia most likely didn't even look at you or lift his attention from his tablet, deciding to let Azul handle the new member aka you... But then you glance over Idia's shoulder and see him playing this pretty new but potential Otome game with Gacha pulling technique in it.

You commented that he had a pretty good team and Idia shrieked as he was startled by you. After that, he was pretty wary of you, fearing you and thinking that you were another "Normie"... Until you brought your own console to the next Board Game Club meeting and showed him your own team.

Idia wasn't going to do much, just glance, but then he was awed by how you had gotten the Legendary Suitor, and you even had duplicates! You offered him your extra character and a beautiful friendship was formed that day.

Idia is actually very educated and knows nearly everything there is to know about LGBTQ+ and the people who recognize themselves as one of or multiple of the given choices. He understands you very well since he also is a Pan.

Idia actually always wanted to try cosplaying, but he never had the courage to actually do so. He has costumes, some that he created himself and ones he has commissioned from professional cosplayers and had delivered to his dorm.

He has dressed in the safety of his own room, but never outside. That is until he met you. Despite being so similar and you even being younger than him, you are so brave. You even come up with a way for him to join you in some Cons he always wanted to visit! Just wear a mask! How did he not realize it sooner?

The young adult isn't a fan of physical affection, but if it's you then he doesn't mind them that badly. The tips of his blue hair turn pink whenever you smile his way, but he must remind himself that you are still a little younger than him.

Taking notice of how young you are, Idia doesn't think about dating you until you turn 18. As much as he likes you, the rules are very clear.

Besides, this way you had a way out, in case you would prefer that newbie Pomefiore student or those two troublemakers from Heartslabyul, over Idia...

When this happens you notice quickly that Idia is going to his dark place and you gently hug him and just hold him, letting him slowly know that you are there and you will wait until you are old enough for him.

Both of you have a bad habit of putting yourselves down and if you do this near each other, a light argument is sure to be born. No worries, you don't insult each other, you complement each other. It's different and leaves you both blushing at the end of the argument as you slowly take in all the sweet things you yelled at each other.

You trust Idia and he trusts you so you make a real power team in games as in real life also. Idia would never break the deep bond of respect and love you hold for each other and he has trusted his Priestest's life into your Rogue's hands more than once.

Of course, if it's PvP then get ready to have your ass whooped. You two are either the best allies there are when against someone else or the most vicious rivals when against each other... But, every time you are against each other, you are taunting each other with big smiles on your faces. The two of you know when to keep things honorable.

Last but not least, the fanfiction. Yes, Idia does not only play and cosplay, but he also has written fanfiction. What do you mean Fem!MC? Fuck no, it's Gender Neutral MC so everyone can enjoy it!

You are in love, and oh boy, how he loves you back.

#matchup #twisted wonderland matchup #twisted wonderland #twst #idia shroud #anon #ENJOY!#I'm getting tired and you can tell by the way my writing changes #Ha ha

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